"Teacher, don't you want to kiss? Do you still remember that time? You were facing the mirror..."

Xiaoquan Aonai reached out and took the kitchen knife from the cutting board, "Facing the mirror?"

Dubian Che raised his hand, "Nothing, nothing at all."

"Those things are not to be mentioned, got it?"

"Understood."

It seemed that for Xiaoquan Aonai, those memories were quite shameful, topics that were absolutely forbidden to be brought up.

Xiaoquan Aonai put down the knife and let out a breath as if she were switching personalities.

"First in school, one hug; first in the nation, three hugs," she said, then turned back around to continue processing the asparagus.

Only then did she realize that the remnants on the cutting board included parts that were not needed, and the shopping bag hanging off the side of the board, serving as a trash bag, contained a few needed parts.

Those mistakes were made when Dubian Che had been hugging her, her brain overheated and unable to think.

Dubian Che also helped out.

The kitchen became busy.

"Dubian, wash the pot."

"Alright."

"Get me a few eggs from the fridge."

"How many?"

"Taste the flavor first; see if it's right."

"Huh huh."

"Spit it out quickly; don't burn yourself."

Aside from a little mishap during the tasting, the two of them worked together seamlessly.

The spacious kitchen filled with sounds: the chopping on the cutting board, the sizzling of food being heated in the pots, and the buzzing flame of the gas stove. Everything was harmonious and natural.

After finishing the meal, Dubian Che was sent away. Xiaoquan Aonai ordered him to do his homework.

May 4th, a sunny Friday.

After two days of rain, Tokyo glistened, its roadside vending machines looking as though they had been repainted.

Dubian Che walked up the slope in front of the school, the vibrant green cherry tree leaves extending to the middle of the slope, creating a shaded path.

On the shaded path, sunlight was strewn all over the ground.

Ahead of him, Kiyono Lin walked alone amidst the dapples of light, like a white bellflower dancing in the winds of the plains.

Whenever he saw this scene, Dubian Che felt inexplicably uplifted.

He really wanted to startle her, like tapping her shoulder or playfully pulling her charming long hair, but decided against it; he would definitely be scolded.

"Good morning, Kiyono," he called out, walking up toward the bellflower that was receding into the distance.

"Good morning, Mr. Dubian," the bellflower left the fading wind, landing down to greet Dubian Che.

There wasn't much conversation, though there was much to be said, such as about the sports meet.

The two of them silently climbed the hill, basking in the May sunshine, which was already quite pleasant.

Dubian Che returned to the classroom after delivering roses from the activity room. Jiutiao Meijie had already arrived.

On days like this, with no classes, she would normally not come, preferring to sleep late into the white canopied bed.

The reason she was here was that the day before, Dubian Che had suggested they all three accept an invitation from the broadcasting club.

"Meijie, you're still as cute as ever today," Dubian Che said, sitting at his own desk, turning his head to Jiutiao Meijie.

"Mm." Jiutiao Meijie responded lazily.

"Didn't sleep well?"

"Busy."

"Make sure to get some rest."

"There's nothing tonight; I can finally get a good night's sleep," she said, her voice pleasant, now with a particularly special taste.

Outside the window in the courtyard flower bed, a few Lianli Grasses were planted.

The sports meet was not worth mentioning; Dubian Che made sure to pass the ball, letting other teammates take the limelight.

Even if he disappointed those "female fans" who expected him to perform spectacularly, he didn't show any stirring scenes.

Having fallen in love at first sight with Mayi was enough; he didn't want anyone else to fall for him so hard because of something.

Nevertheless, just seeing him in his sports outfit, running around on the waxed basketball court, the female classmates already cheered non-stop.

He didn't have any interesting personal matters, but there was another unrelated amusing incident that occurred.

I remember it was a match between the girls of first year class A and first year class B.

I don't know if it was from not understanding basketball or what, but halfway through, all the participating girls gathered under one basket, waiting like fledglings expecting a feeding, for the basketball to fall down, then tossing it up again immediately.

Dubian Che witnessed someone actually score a basket for the opposing team.

There were still some girls under the court yelling encouragement.

The PE teacher acting as referee was stunned for quite a while before blowing his whistle.

Because it was so funny, they switched the sports meet to soccer the following year, and people were still discussing that event.

At noon, when Dubian Che and the two beauties were heading to the broadcasting club, he brought up the incident.

"Where's the punchline?"

"Are you telling a joke?"

"..."

'Two boring girls; Mr. Dubian is not serving you anymore.'

"Are you saying I'm boring?" Kiyono Lin looked over.

"No."

"I heard that too," Jiutiao Meijie said, "Dubian Che, you're getting bolder."

"...Let's go; don't keep the broadcasting club waiting. We are, after all, the three-people group at the pinnacle of Goda, we can't lose our manners. By the way, the three-people group at the pinnacle of Goda, short for Chuanshang Sanxian, what do you think?"

"Not much."

The two of them, who shared similar sentiments, looked at each other unfriendly.

Indeed, they were people with a past history.

Before, because they hadn't seen each other, and now, with Dubian Che as a bridge, they began to communicate more frequently.

Dubian Che even thought that now, without him doing anything, the two would eventually empathize with each other, either openly acknowledging friendship or unwillingly becoming frenemies.

Was it honest Kiyono Lin who had to admit it, and then Jiutiao Meijie, out of shyness, followed suit? Or was there another development?

Dubian Che looked forward to that day.

Arriving at the broadcasting club, the three people took part in an interview.

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